"Army's a meritocracy," she says, glad that she can get away with the following long pull off the beer. She doesn't fight him over handing it back. "Everyone gets a chance if they want it. I think if you work hard you won't have a problem qualifying at all. Just have to see what platoon you're gunning for."

She grins. "You get to relax when you aren't a maggot any more, Orion. Not til then."